Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise
~Sarah McLachlan, Blackbird~
While I was tidying up the doorstep this past weekend, three small birds flew into the tree next to our front stairs. They tweeted and chipped and then – when I shook out the front doormat – flew away. First one alone left and then two together followed. Symbolic, I thought. Three little birds sang to me and then continued on their journey.